Lavander: "Where are you looking at, sweetheart?" asked Lavander, looking at Hermione.
Hermione: "Excuse me?" she really couldn't believe it was happening to her.
Lavander: "Don't pretend you weren't looking at us! What is it? Are you jealous?" she smirked.
Hermione: "Off course not! I was not looking! Oh please!" she sighed, trying to keep quiet and calm.
Lavander: "Such a terrible liar!" she laughed.
Hermione: "Such a terrible person." she couldn't keep it.
Lavander stood up and walked up to Hermione. She stopped in front of her and whispered:
Lavander: "He likes me just the way I am."
She stood up.
Hermione: "Well, the truth is, he was never the most observational person in the world."
Lavander: "You still like him."
Hermione: "What do you know about me, honey?"
Lavander: "Much more than you can imagine. I'm not as stupid as I seem..."
Hermione laughed, ironically.
Hermione: "I see. Why are you wasting time with me?"
Lavander: "I have time to waist."
Hermione: "Well, that's true. You were never known for your good marks, after all." she smirked.
Lavander: "At least I have a boyfriend!"
Hermione: "That's the most important thing for you, isn't it?"
In that moment, Hermione almost felt sorry for her.
Lavander: "If he was yours, it would also be the most important thing to you. Am I wrong?" and with that, she walked away.
Hermione felt her heart racing quickly and he looked at him, blushing.
Hermione: "She makes me want to kill her!"
Harry: "Why don't you stop with that and leave her alone?" he asked her.
Hermione: "I'm sorry, what? She was the one that started the conversation!"
Harry: "I know... But just don't answer back, that's what she wants! Please, Hermione..."
Harry really didn't like to see his best friend getting that low.
Hermione: "I can't! Argh! I'm furious!"
Harry: He sighed. "Why don't you talk to him and asked him to shut her girlfriend up?"
Hermione: "No way, Harry! Talking to him? Not now, not in a million years!"
He looked at her in disbelief.
Harry: "Yeah, right, as if you could!"
Hermione: "I don't talk to him for weeks!"
Harry: "What doesn't mean you will never do!"
Hermione: "I'm too mad at him! He could have chosen anyone but her!"
Harry laughed.
Harry: "Admit it, Hermione. You would be furious no matter who he chose!"
Hermione: "Maybe!" she didn't want to agree with him.
Harry: "I'm completely sure of that!" he smiled to her. "Believe me, I know..."
Hermione: "I know you do... I keep talking about my problems but you are in the exact same position as me and do not complain."
Harry: "Well, it's not really the same. And it doesn't matter right now."
Hermione: "It is! I'm... We need to think about something else!"
Harry: "Definitely! Otherwise, we're going mad!"
She laughed.
Hermione: "What about going for a walk?"
Harry: "Let's go!" he answered, getting up and offering her his arm.
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After coming back from a great walk with his best friends, Harry decides to stay in the Common Room, reading the Daily Prophet.
Ron walked into the Room after a while. He looked at Harry and felt ashamed, suddenly. So, he just walked towards the stairs.
Harry: "Ron." he called.
He stopped, without looking back.
Ron: "Harry."
Harry: "Sit here, mate."
Ron sighed and sat in the other sofa.
Ron: "What?"
Harry: "We need to talk and you know that." Harry looked at him. "Sit."
Ron: "About what?" he pretended he had no idea what he wanted.
Harry: "What do you think?"
Ron: "I can't see what you may have to talk to me."
Harry: "Don't play stupid, Ron!"
He sighed.
Ron: "Fine. Say whatever you want."
Harry: "Are you happy?"
Ron: "Sorry? What a stupid question! Of course I am!"
Harry: "You can't lie to me. I know you better than that. You are hurting people who really like you."
Ron: "Am I hurting you?"
Harry: "You are hurting her."
Ron: "Look, if I'm not hurting you, leave me alone!"
Harry: "You are ruining your life over a girl you don't even love!"
Ron: "What the fuck do you know about what I feel or not?" he asked, getting up.
Harry: "I know you love her!"
Ron: "It's none of your business."
Harry: "It is when I see her suffer everyday because of what you are doing and you don't even care or try to apologize!"
Ron: "Why would she be suffering? That's bullshit."
Harry: "Are you blind? You don't talk for weeks and she is your best friend! Off course she is suffering!"
Ron: "We are not talking because she chose so. It's not my fault."
Harry: "You know perfectly that isn't true! You know she doesn't like Lavander, off course she won't talk to you because you are always with her!" Harry was almost screaming.
Ron: "Oh, so now I can only be with the ones she approves previously. What kind of friendship is this, Harry?"
Harry: "She never said you shouldn't or couldn't be with her. She is just smart enough to see you are going to end up hurt. And when you finally realize it, it will be too late for you to apologize!"
Ron: "Who said I'll want to apologize? And who said I'll end up hurt? Who the fuck said I wasn't already?" he yelled, while walking up the stairs.
Harry: "If you told me what is on your mind, maybe I would be able to help you!" he yelled back.
Ron: "You can't." he simply said. "You don't understand."
Harry: "You don't know that. You've been next to me since first year, helping me. Let me help you now."
Ron: "I don't need your help."
Harry: "Whatever..."
He stopped halfway the dorms and looked back.
Ron: "Can't you see?" he laughed ironically. "Of course you can't. You are always on her side. She's the smartest one, the perfect one, so, of course she's the one who's right."
Harry: "On her side? She has no one else right now! You walked away from us and now you blame me for what's happening? You chose your faith, Ron, not me! So don't come with all that bullshit!"
Ron: "I'm not blaming the perfect Harry Potter." he looked at him sadly. "I'm alone too. But you're so busy criticizing me that you don't see that."
He didn't want to reveal very much, but Harry was upsetting him in a way he couldn't stop talking.
Harry: "You're alone because you want to. I'm here for you and so is Hermione. You just chose to ignore us."
Ron: "I didn't choose anything! But, for the first time in my stupid life, someone was interesting in me. Someone cared about me."
Harry: "I care about you! Hermione cares about you! Lavander doesn't!"
Ron: "How can you say that?"
Harry: "I just can."
Ron: "You can't. You had a girlfriend once. You know how it feels. To be loved. I didn't."
Harry just wanted to tell him Hermione loved him too but he couldn't.
Harry: "She doesn't love you."
Ron: "It doesn't matter; it's just your opinion."
Harry: "It's the truth."
Ron: "I don't care. At least, she's the only one I have now."
Harry: "We've always been here for you."
Ron: "I'm sorry, Harry."
Harry: "I'm sorry too."
Ron: "No, you're not."
Harry: "Believe in whatever you want."
Ron felt about to cry. He felt so lost and vulnerable. He realized he didn't know in what to believe.
Ron: "Good night, Harry." he just said, before he walked around.
Harry: "Good night, Ron."
It hurt him to see his best friend like that but there was nothing he could do if he didn't want to be helped. He had done his best.
Ron let a tear stream down his face when he got in his dorm.
Harry picked the Daily Prophet and just continued reading.
